Hamlet

HORATIO Be ruled: you shall not go.

HAMLET My fate cries out,

And makes each petty artery64 in this body

As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve65.--

Still am I called?-- Unhand me, gentlemen.

By heav'n, I'll make a ghost of him that lets67 me!

I say, away!-- Go on, I'll follow thee.

Exeunt Ghost and Hamlet

HORATIO He waxes69 desperate with imagination.

MARCELLUS Let's follow; 'tis not fit thus to obey him.

HORATIO Have after. To what issue71 will this come?

MARCELLUS Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.

HORATIO Heaven will direct it73.

MARCELLUS Nay, let's follow him.

Exeunt

[Act 1 Scene 5]

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Enter Ghost and Hamlet

HAMLET Where wilt thou lead me? Speak; I'll go no further.

GHOST Mark2

me.

HAMLET I will.

GHOST My hour is almost come,

When I to sulphurous and tormenting flames

Must render up myself.

HAMLET Alas, poor ghost!

GHOST Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing

To what I shall unfold9.

HAMLET Speak: I am bound10 to hear.

GHOST So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear.